She was a very quiet girl, standing silently in the corner. The excitement and noise around her seemed to have nothing to do with her. She seemed so out of place in this lively party, but yet so contented.
In the huge auditorium, the exciting dance music, the wildly twisting young bodies, and the screams all seemed to have no effect on her. She was alone, even holding a half-full glass of orange juice in her hand, looking out the transparent window with no expression on her face. If you didn't pay attention, you would even think that she was just part of the background.
She was like a foreign intruder, suddenly breaking into this strange country.